The steamboat, which was still smoking, came ashore.

Nishijima walked down the motorboat step by step with a gloomy expression on Sakura's face and went to the dock, Mu Ran's eyes looked straight ahead with hatred, and the only surviving ghost soldier in front of him screamed in front of the pedestrians to step aside.

Entering the compound, he put Sakurako on the bed and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, which was dry.

He called for the soldiers next to him to bring a basin of hot water, and stood beside the bed and looked at her face.

Sakurako was very peaceful, and there was no trace of pain to be seen. Looking at Sakurako, Nishijima is not in pain, and his inner world is churning like a river. If Sakurako hadn't sacrificed herself to resist, she would have died by herself, and thinking of this, tears couldn't help but slip down her eyes.

The soldier brought a bucket of hot water, and Nishijima waved the soldier to leave and closed the door. He was going to wash Sakurako and let her go clean.

He slowly withdrew from her clothes, there were four bullet holes in her chest, and blood was still oozing. Looking at these bullet eyes, Nishijima not only closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and silently read in her heart while cleaning the blood stains on her body: Sakurako, I hurt you.

After that, he changed her into a Japanese kimono and put it on, sat down next to her and leaned down and kissed Sakurako's forehead. At this moment there was a knock on the door, it was a soldier who had brought food, and he was furious and shouted, "Get out of here." ”

Nishijima's skull was messy, his heart was cramping, and he was pulling at his hair, wishing he could slap himself. At this moment, he regretted it. As soon as he looked down and saw the blood on his body, he changed his mind and went to another room, and put his saber on the knife holder, when the telephone rang sharply, startling Nishijima.

It took a long time to come to my senses and answer the phone, and it was General Isamu Yokoyama who called.

"Nishijima-kun, how is your situation there?"

After calming his mood in silence, Nishijima said, "General, we are fine here. "He didn't tell the truth, he was so distraught that he didn't know how to say it, and he didn't dare to talk about this loss and Sakurako's death in front of the general.

"Listen to your hoarse voice, what's going on?"

"It's okay, I'm fine, I've had a cold these days, I have a cold and I feel uncomfortable, and my throat is itchy and uncomfortable."

"I'll ask Sakurako to get you some medicine. What about Sakurako, are you okay? ”

"Well, she's fine, she's asleep. General, rest assured, we are all right here, everything is in order. When I said these words, my heart really hurt, and at this time I realized that I was so small and filthy in front of Sakurako.

"That's good, Nishijima-kun, it's time for young people to serve the Japanese Empire with all their loyalty. How was the airboat sent to you last time? You alright? ”

Today, the general's words made him extremely uncomfortable as if he were poking Nishijima-kun's heart, and Nishijima suppressed his emotions and replied, "Yes, we are invincible, general, don't worry." General, are you okay? He changed the subject. Otherwise, Isamu Yokoyama really didn't know what to say when he asked about the situation on his side, and he felt guilty about the general in his heart.

"It's a bit nerve-wracking."

"What's wrong? Checkmate? Nishijima asked.

"The war is urgent, the front is too long, I really don't know how to end like this, stalemate, stalemate, internal troubles, external worries." Isamu Yokoyama was a little emotional on the phone, and Nishijima-kun quickly said when he heard it: "General, why do you say that?" ”

"You still don't understand, young man, these are all arranged from above, and we will be handsome outside, and only orders are the only ones." He paused and said, "Our 11th Army is about to have a new combat mission. ”

When Nishijima heard that there was a fight, he became a little excited, and he said, "General, take me with you, I will die on the battlefield." His tone was firm.

"You're here again, I said no, as long as we maintain order there, it's the greatest help to us, and you can't leave a single step without my order." Isamu Yokoyama's tone was unmistakable. Nishijima also knew that there was no turning back from his situation.

Nishijima was stunned for a moment and then asked cautiously, "General, are you still in trouble?" ”

"Nishijima-kun, take care." The phone hung up.

Nishijima slowly put down the phone and sat down in his chair. After answering Isamu Yokoyama's call, his mind calmed down a little, and his mind began to remember the scene on the river during the day like a movie replaying.

Where do they come from? The motorboat was inexplicably swept up, apparently related to them. He stood up from his chair and shouted, "It's too careless, it's too careless, it's too careless, and I've lost my wife and my soldiers." Yaga. "He can't stop there, as a shrunken turtle, he wants revenge, for Sakurako, for the soldiers, for his devout heart and ready to give his life for the holy war. His blood boiled, and he walked out of the room, shouting, "Someone." ”

Matsuo, who had been standing outside the door, hurriedly responded, and a soldier next to him stood there with a bowl of rice. Matsuo bowed and said, "Shaozuo, please mourn." ”

Nishijima adjusted his mood and said to Matsuo: "Call the soldiers, go outside the city gate and prepare some firewood, I will spend time for Sakurako." ”

Matsuo took the rice bowl from the soldier's hand and said, "Go, go." Then he said to Nishijima that he would be busy after eating. Nishijima waved his hand and didn't eat, turned around and walked to Sakurako's house, and when he got to the door, he said to Matsuo, gather all the troops and prepare for battle and wait for me at the city gate, and whoever it is, as long as the people who enter the city will be arrested one by one, and I will sacrifice my Sakurako with their blood.

Matsuo took the order and left.

When Nishijima came to the city gate with Sakurako's body in his arms, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and in an open area, firewood and sticks had been gathered in a pile, and the devils were gathered around, their faces were extremely heavy.

Nishijima slowly placed Sakurako on the firewood stand, took a step back, saluted, and then walked to the castle without looking back, and waved his hand with his back to the pile of firewood, and Matsuo immediately ordered the soldiers to light the fire. Suddenly, the flames soared into the sky, and the sound of trees bursting in the fire pierced Nishijima's heart, and he quietly shed tears.

When the fire was about to burn out, Matsuo came to him. Nishijima didn't look back and asked Matsuo to assemble the team.

"What's the slogan?" Nishijima slowly turned around and looked at the heavily armed soldiers in front of him from left to right, and shouted loudly.

"Charge at the enemy." The soldiers spoke in unison.

"Just this morning, we suffered the greatest humiliation, my motorboat unit was destroyed by the cunning enemy by vile means, my soldiers were killed by enemy bullets, and my Sakurako was killed by the murderous enemy. Samurai, samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, what are we to do? He shouted loudly.

Nishijima Tian was shameless, completely forgetting how much harm and shame his brutality in the factory cellar and other villages had brought to the Chinese people.

His impassioned voice stimulated the devils, and they shouted in unison for revenge. Matsuo came over and told him that he had caught three Chinese who wanted to enter the city.

Nishijima's face perked, he raised his hand to look at his watch, jumped on his horse, drew his command knife, and the soldier dodged a way. Nishijima raised his sword and turned the horse's head and ran out of the city, only to see three people tied to the trunks of the roadside outside the city, looking at the murderous rushing Nishijima, all of them were terrified.

Nishijima laughed and shouted wildly, the war horse neighed and flashed in front of them, the knife in his hand was in the low air, flashing a cold light in front of them, and in an instant, blood spurted from the necks of the three people, and before he could scream, he was cut by Nishijima's evil war knife.

Stopping the war, Nishijima turned around and asked out loud why there were only three people in Matsuo?

Matsuo lowered his head and said, "There were only three people at the city gate, and some people from a distance saw us arresting people and ran away. ”

"Yaga." Nishijima was a little angry, and killing these three Chinese felt really unpleasant in his heart. Seeing that Matsuo was still bowing his head, he softened his tone and said to Matsuo, "Please, put my Sakura in place." Don't follow me, find some people to go to the mountains to cut some bamboo, and make more bamboo rafts. My goal is not just the outer villages, I want to sweep all the villages in the south and north of the Yangtze River, understand? I'll leave it to you here, it's your responsibility to defend the city, and I'll come back and take Sakurako back after the New Fourth Army is wiped out. You know? ”

Matsuo confessed and left.

Nishijima stepped onto the war horse, and the evil iron hooves of the devil began to step in the direction of the outer village.

The sky was cloudy, and the wind swept through the surrounding trees, and the leaves fell into the dust.